This is a song about "Shit ginger hair"

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Ain't no women at the shows

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Blind in the ditch, this aint a hair salon? oh shit